Salian and Valeera had already developed a deep understanding, and he did not hesitate to trust Valeera, and continued to concentrate on appeasing the ancient tree of war that began to shake slightly.

At a glance, Sarjan saw the person standing on the third floor attacking, it was a female Night Elf in bright yellow robes.

Or rather, the upper elves.

There is no difference in appearance between the upper elves and the night elves, the only difference is in their control of the arcane.

Due to the special architectural design of Eresaras, if Valeera wanted to go from the negative first floor to the third floor, where the War Tree was located, she would need to make a large circle around the staircase.

By the time Valera had gone upstairs by the usual means, Salam had been sprang into a sieve by an arcane missile.

This time Valeera didn't go off the beaten path, first throwing a hook with a telescopic chain to hook onto an outer wall, using her dexterous force to swing herself upwards as the chains were retracted.

The second round of spells from the female upper elf was ready, and she was going to continue firing warning shots at the stubborn Sarren.

But the sudden chill from behind her made her subconsciously disperse the spell in her hand, and launched a flash spell to flash to the side for a short distance.

"Whew!"

At the same time as the flashing spell took effect, two daggers poked out from the shadows behind the upper elves, and they were only a few tenths of a second away from hitting their targets.

Valeera, who had been swinging in mid-air in chains before, had vanished, and she abruptly appeared across space near where the upper elf had been standing.

Escaping at the last moment, the female upper elf stared at Valeera with cold eyes.

As soon as someone dared to threaten Salaan in front of Valeera, she would show this cold and emotionless look.

It was the same when facing Lena's sneak attack before, if it wasn't for Sarren's timely words, Lena and the elven dragon would definitely not have survived.

"Shadow Walk......

Some of the upper elves hurriedly replenished their mana shields and magic armor skills.

"Who are you? Why invade Eresaras? ”

"I should ask you that."

Valeera's pale blue eyes were like ice, exuding a cold air: "Who are you?" Why sneak up on us? ”

The upper elves laughed angrily: "I am a resident of Eresaras, a member of the Sindra organization, my name is Mycus, and it was my duty to expel the invaders!" ”

"Although there are some differences between your appearance and the Night Elves, the strong power of nature in that man's hands cannot be concealed!"

"Poof~"

A smoke bomb exploded in place, and Valeera's voice was heard through the smoke.

"Can use the force of nature to be the Night Elf Druid? Just enter Eresaras to be an intruder? Do you blame us for not arranging guards in front of the gate yourself? ”

"Also...... Do you still have time to make small talk with me? ”

"What?"

McCus paused for a moment, suddenly thought of something, and immediately turned his gaze to the square where the ancient tree of war was located.

The Ancient War Tree had awakened from its dormant state, but it had not attacked anyone, it had just stood still.

McKus's dynamic vision caught a figure rapidly approaching the third floor from the ground, the other male intruder who had been trying to pacify the War Tree.

"Tocedrin's stinky boots! Aren't you a druid! ”

After pacifying the Ancient Tree of War, Sarean immediately leaped high with a heroic leap.

As McCus tried to knock him out of the air in a panic, Sarrean reacted quickly and charged first.

"Tsk! Tough imps! ”

At this time, it was too late to prepare a spell, and Mercus endured the discomfort of the spell recoil, and launched the flash spell for the second time in a short time, deliberately avoiding the direction of Valeera's smoke and flashing towards the right no-man's land.

As McKus staggered to his feet, a dagger suddenly slammed across her neck.

"Humph! I knew you'd flash this way...... Don't move if you don't want to die, my dagger is smeared with poison. ”

With the tacit cooperation of the two, McCus was induced by the smoke bomb deliberately set up by Valilla, and just happened to crash into the ambush circle in a flash.

Unwillingly, he raised his hands and shook his head bitterly.

"Sure enough, I've been in the city for too long, and I seriously lack actual combat experience, so I was actually played around by you two juniors."

Since the establishment of Eresaras, Sindra, who has always been secretive, has not participated in any major wars.

They have always positioned themselves as scholars, and they do not participate in combat themselves unless absolutely necessary, but instead do it for them through arcane constructs and ancient trees of war.

Sarjan scanned McCus's information with his Eagle Eye Technique, and he was surprised to find that this easy-to-handle upper-level elf was actually an elite mage of level 41.

Sarren: "...... Level 41, that's it? ”

[Uh~ level only represents energy intensity, and you can't calculate combat experience.] 】

[Shame on you! The level 41 mage was pressed and beaten by two juniors in their twenties and thirties. 】

[After all, he is a scholar, and he has a set of words on paper, and he will be blind when it is his turn to operate. 】

[Brain: I see!] 】

[Body: No, you don't.] 】

Customarily tied the captives with ropes, the professional Valera began to interrogate the high-ranking elf who called himself Merkus.

Sallian walked up to the balcony on the third floor and looked down, he was interested in the ancient war tree.

Having previously connected with the War Tree through natural energy, Saljan felt as if he could control the soulless war machine.

The Ancient War Tree is more than 10 meters tall and weighs so much that just stepping on the ground can cause a small earthquake.

Its bark is very hard, presumably strengthened by Sindra through some kind of spell, and it has some resistance to both physics and spells.

If he fights the Ancient Tree of War head-on, Saljan really doesn't have much confidence that he can win, but luckily the druid's natural appeasement works.

"Wow~"

A breeze blew, and the three-color feather pendant around Salian's neck fluttered in the wind.

McCus was absent-mindedly dealing with Valeera's interrogation, dragging his feet for the arrival of the other patrol companions.

When she saw the feathers on Sarren's chest, her pupils contracted noticeably.

“…… Let me ask. ”

McCus glanced at Santis with strange eyes, and deliberately lowered his voice and asked, "Do you know Santis Hazuki?" ”

"Huh?"

Valeera's eyes narrowed slightly: 'Is it ......'

Turning her head to look at the feather pendant on Sarjan's chest, Valeera's eyes suddenly showed a sudden look.

"This is not the place to talk."

McCus saw some clues through the change in Valeera's eyes, and still kept a low tone and whispered, "Enter the passage leading to the library first, and I'll take you to a secret place to talk about it in detail." ”

"Hurry up! Get out before the guards of Tosseldrin arrive! ”

……

Before entering the narrow passage behind the Ancient War Tree, Sarian quietly buried a foreshadowing, and even Valeera, who had focused most of her attention on McCus, did not notice.

"Take three steps forward, turn left to face the wall, and tap on the fourth purple brick, three short and five long."

At McCus's instructions, Valera unlocked the mechanism, and a secret passage suddenly cracked in the wall.

McCus, whose hands were still tied behind his back, stepped in first, and Valilla and Sarren hurriedly followed.

"Da~"

After the three of them entered the passage, the entrance was automatically closed.

McKus, who led the way, walked around the dark passage for about 5 minutes, and finally came to a quaint wooden gate.

"Here we are, this is our secret base."

Salian and Valera glanced at each other, and Valeera, who was a thief, first checked if there was a mechanism on the door before being forced open by Saléan, who was full of strange powers.

McKus: "......"

The female upper elf stared at Saram with the eyes of a monster: "It stands to reason that this door needs to be opened with the help of a spell, and you have the strength to ...... Forget it, I'll talk about it later. ”

"Go inside, remember to close the door."

"Boom!"

When the last to enter Sarian closed the door heavily, the small secret room was already surrounded by several high-level elves full of bookish temperament.

When they saw McCus and two strangers with their hands tied behind their backs, their first reaction was not that an enemy forced McCus to lead the way, but rather excitedly exchanged ears.

One of the male upper-class elves with green hair pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose and asked with a strange expression, "McCus, so you have this hobby?" ”

McKus: "??? (To be continued)